Chapter 12 #4
I didn’t think I could ever get used to his massive size. With the plug inside me, I felt that much tighter, and his entry hurt. I whimpered and cried out, struggling to take him and he watched every moment of my struggle as it passed over my face.
When he was ready, he grasped my hips roughly and lowered me a bit further himself, making me take his cock deeper.
My inner walls clutched at him, both wanting to take all of him and force him out at the same time.
I whimpered and he thrust upward, slamming the rest of his cock inside me with brutal force.
I cried out, not knowing if it was from pain, surprise, or relief that he was giving me his cock.
Fully seated on top of him now, I leaned against him. My nipples brushed against the thickness of his chest hair, and I couldn’t stop the way my body instinctually rocked on top of him. One of his hands dipped down and his thumb lightly caressed my clit.
I couldn’t stop from moaning out loud. It was shamefully desperate in nature.
“I think you’ve earned my cock, little wolf. Ride me now. You’re going to come three times for me before I fill that pretty pussy full of my seed,” he growled, and I gasped as my body immediately began to obey his demand.
With every roll of my hips, he teased my clit, showering me with delicious sensation. The fullness of both my ass and my pussy was almost too much all by themselves, but with his teasing fingers on my clit I knew that I was going to break for him, and hard.
I rocked back and forth, slowly at first before I was brave enough to pick up the pace.
My pussy grasped at his cock. His other hand gripped at my hip, helping me along whenever I faltered.
Occasionally, he would smack my bottom to spur me to move faster, but it didn’t take long for that next orgasm to tear me open on top of his cock.
My arms clutched at him. I couldn’t help but dig my nails into his flesh, simply trying to hold on as that next release destroyed me. His cock constantly pounded against my cervix, deeper and deeper until it felt like the two of us had become one. There was no holding back anymore.
The world fell down. Nothing else mattered but the two of us.
I came a third time. Then a fourth. Soon enough, I could only fathom pain or pleasure.
Raw vicious sensation pounded through me, taking me captive and holding me prisoner to its will.
I screamed and moaned, suffering through those blissful releases at the same time that they left me soaring.
My body moved of its own accord, riding him harder with every passing second just so that I could come that much harder.
“I love the way your body squeezes my cock when you come, little wolf,” he groaned.
His thumb worried my clit a bit harder. He paid no mind to the fact that it was sensitive.
He pushed past that, made me experience the pain because he knew that the release that would come after would render me undone.
The base of his cock flared, and I cried out. He grabbed the back of my neck and forced me all the way down. His knot inflated, larger and larger until it hooked us together as one. My eyes watered, staring into his shadowy depths and searching for something to hold onto.
The mate bond between us flared hot. It was an invisible tether, a golden thread that connected the two of us for the rest of our lives. In those moments, I lost myself in it and finally fully accepted that I was his and he was mine.
His seed spurted up deep inside me, splashing against my cervix like a firebrand.
I keened, trying to pull away but his knot was locked inside my pelvis like a hook.
There would be no escape for me. He increased the pressure on top of my clit and my over-sensitized body quickly responded to his command.
That final orgasm ripped through me. I screamed until my voice went hoarse. My legs started to convulse as his arm wrapped around me.
I broke so hard that I saw stars.
My cheeks were wet with tears, not from sadness or pain, but from the sheer power of the pleasure that my one true mate could give me.
I panted, struggling to draw in air. When that fifth release finally crested, I finally remembered to relax my hands.
I had been clutching at him like my life depended on it.
“That’s my good girl,” he murmured.
His knot didn’t deflate right away. Instead, it stayed locked inside me. He stood up and carried me upstairs to our bedroom with his massive cock still inside me. I shivered in his arms, my pussy tensing around his thick shaft time and time again with an endless number of aftershocks.
He tucked me beside him in bed, petting my ass absentmindedly. I was so numb with pleasure that it wasn’t even sore from the paddle anymore.
I hadn’t expected a man like him to come into my life, but fate had a funny way of doing things. I needed a mate like him. I needed a man to shower me with love and to be as rough with me as he pleased. I needed that because it was an intrinsic part of me that I’d never known existed before.
I pressed my forehead against his chest. “I love you, alpha,” I murmured.
“I’ve loved you for a long time, little wolf,” he replied.
My heart swelled with hope.